My Hope Dangles On A String

At last... finally... I have Internet connection.

It was sad and pathetic. I arrived in my room with a broken room phone, and much to my chagrin, a broken laptop. I had no mobile phone as well. I was effectively incommunicado for the first 2 weeks. I was officially without the Internet for 2 whole months. SIGH. So, Yee Pei, don't complain, k? ;p

Been playing field football every week with the Christian Union (CU) girls (+ 2 boys - our coaches). Field football rocks. Been playing in midfield, I love running about in the field. The sun shining brightly, yet the air is cool. I'm so glad I play football. I look forward to it every week. It's how I retain my sanity. Still, I miss the Red Foxes - I really wish we could all play together-gether with the girls! :) (Just found out that SNing plays field football in Edinburgh. Yeah! We're spreading the Red Foxes spirit around Britain! :p)

Being in the hospital is great. Whenever I feel low or demotivated, talking to patients would make me feel better. However, sometimes, I feel quite frustrated. I want to learn soooo much, yet not many are willing to teach. Those days I feel so tired and lazy, and I would have to really tell myself to just hang in there.

I'm just afraid that I might come home as a rubbish doctor and at the rate we're going right now, the possibility is scarily real.

People in Seremban, be grateful for your scheduled bedside teachings. As for me, GHKL/Seremban GH/Klang Hosp, here I come this summer! I'd probably learn more in 4 weeks there than I would in a year here (I'm not kidding)...

Oh, don't get too concerned with my tone of despair! I'm just letting out my frustrations, that's all. The people here are alright. Alcohol makes people happy and friendly, I noticed. Interestingly, I was with the liver firm for 4 weeks and clerked many alcoholic liver diseases. A reminder from God to preserve mine? Hmmm. Anyway, I'm too cheap to go out drinking every week, so, thank goodness.

Another reason why I love the CU girls: you don't have to drink ('cos they don't) and they're still lovely anyway and accept you for who you are, not what you do.

In summary, life in Soton is good. But you know what? I can't wait to go home to serve my country. 'Cos really, that's where my heart is. It's not just the food (I can cook 'em so no big deal - there's even petai here!!!) or Milo (have loads sent over)... I miss Malaysians and Malaysia. Full stop.

Will update soon with pics (they're all still with Sheena).

Toodles!